Fallin' (This Game we Play)
FALLIN'
This game we play
It's a grey afternoon when you come to me.
You look tired and tiny, like a lost child. Your presence is nothing but air and shadows -so very light, so very inexistent- stilling the room in its void. You sit in a corner of it, waiting for the darkness of the night to swallow you whole.
You don't speak, happy to see what was left of the day pass through your fingertips - the hour, the minutes, the seconds in between heartbeats - you stare and stare until it's so dark that you don't have any other option than to glance at the nearest object.
Me.
You smile but your eyes are cold, unforgiving; and suddenly the room feels so big yet small enough to be able to trap us like this.
It wasn't always like that; I remember the time when everything was tinted with a shade of selectively obliviousness. When the world was ours to take and break. We thought it could last; but we both knew that forever never existed for us.
"So." You say with a wicked glint in your gaze.
You're moving toward me, into me and the only thing I can do is smile to not run away from you, from what you are and what you do to me.
"So..." I repeat while you're trying to nibble away my sanity with your lips, my brain jumbled together with my empty heart.
I'm spinning around you while letting myself go, it's like my being is already burnt up, picking up the ashes of my love like it's a punishment. You laugh inside my mouth and it's the only thing that prevents me from crying out loud.
All it's swirling in my mind; my tired eyes, my easily thrown away dreams and I feel like I'm fallin' into you.
Then you walk away.
So...
This
is
the
game
we
play.